C274 Transient Tenderness

Little Zhuo Ma looked at Zhu Zimo's gnashing face, rolled her eyes, ran to the side, took a pair of scissors, and gave it to Zhu Zimo, saying, "Good sister, would it hurt if I stabbed him with a silver needle? Then I cut him with scissors and threw him into the brazier. I completely crushed his bones and scattered his ashes!"

"You can do that?" Zhu Zimo raised her head to look at Little Zhuo Ma